User:WildloughRhulain

(as of 12-13-11, I'm trying to update this page. I'm having a little trouble with concentrating on stuff, but it's coming slow.)

I'm an RPG'er on this site. My page on Redwall Wiki is: http://redwall.wikia.com/wiki/User:WildloughRhulain

Welcome and Signatures
looks up at the sight of visitors, steps out from behind bushes with javelin held loosely in paw "If ye be mates or goodbeasts, yore always welcome here in Holt Sprayrudder!" smiles and salutes with javelin, extends welcoming paw to visitors

My clan and I set up home here beside the River Moss when we first arrived and we ain't goin' nowhere. Like my grandmum, I was chosen to lead my holt at a young age.

We're doin' some redecoratin' so it may look kinda blank around here for a while, but we'll eventually figure things out and get the old holt repaired.

{C}==Signatures==

1: WildloughRhulain Taste stones!

2: WildloughRhulain Blooodeyyyyyyyyyeeees! 17:00, December 13, 2011 (UTC)

3: WildloughRhulain  Ee aye eeeh! 13:48, January 23, 2012 (UTC)

4: Tiria Wildlough  Ee aye eeeh! 14:12, January 24, 2012 (UTC)

My Biography
Name, Nicknames and Physical Appearance

Name: Wildlough "Rhulain" Sprayrudder. I'm a daughter of both the Wildlough and Sprayrudder clans, so they gave me both names.

Sex: F

Nicknames: "Wild" and"Wildy" to mates. "Bloodeyes Rhulain, Terror of Vermin" to all enemies.

Battlecries: 1: Taste stones! 2: BLOOOOOOOODEYYYYYYYYYEEEES! 3: Ee aye eeeh! (Battlecry of the Green Isle otterclans )

Eye color Blue when calm, blood red in the midst of battle. I suffer from Bloodwrath, but I've learned to do somethin' less than a pawful of beasts can: halt it and keep myself from killin' when I have to; sometimes in mid-action. It's saved my matey's lives more than once. An old mate I knew who could halt Bloodwrath like this spent three years in a row with me, teaching me the control necessary.

Fur color

Mahogany brown, except for my head and neck, which are a lighter brown in color, almost sandy-brown, and a strange auburn birthmark on tip of rudder.

Oddities and/or clan history:

My Mum, a Mossflower otter named Kyrian Wildlough, was related by blood to the High Rhulain Tiria Wildlough, she was her fourth great-granddaughter. She and my Da, a seadog named Tobin Mossguard Sprayrudder, told me stories when I was only a kitt about Green Isle, about how after the Rhulain was called by Minasel (the otter angel of death) and crossed the Great Sea (an ancient otter term for death, the term's almost unknown now except to some otters) in her old age, they gave me her name and title to honor her and keep her memory alive.

My Weapons
Da always taught me, "never have only one weapon on you," so I learned to use three, two primary weapons and a backup.

Primary weapons:

1: Heavy sling and two pouches of stones. One's heavy, round river pebbles, the second pouch is sharp obsidian chips

2: Corriam Wildlough's lance. The javelin was repaired and passed down to me through the family.

Backup weapon: Yew longbow; green-and-silver-fletched ashwood shafts with broadhead tips. The feathers were shed and given willingly by two mateys o'mine: the silver by a falcon, the green by a kingfisher.

My Character List
http://redwallwars.wikia.com/wiki/User:WildloughRhulain/Characters

Trouble with Eagull
I tried to set up an Eagull account 1-16-2012 under the username WildyRhulain, but I think it just blech ed on me. *sighs, shakes head* That's typical though, knowing me. *hangs head, walks off slowly, dragging rudder* I tried to get into an RWW chatroom but got in the wrong one and some fool laughed at my username. I didn't bother to say anything back or check the person's name and remember it, I just left. *puts head in paws* Maybe I'm better off just staying clear of that site.

Me in the real world
I was born extremely premature, because of the premature birth, I was born with scarring in my right temoral lobe. I used to have a seizure condition until a successful partial temporal lobectomy I went through in early 2011 stopped it.

I never had many friends growing up. I'm quiet and reserved-- not by choice, but because I have a severe phobia of saying and doing the wrong things and getting people mad at me. My phobia's come true frequently, to where I think maybe it's better to just stay quiet in public situations.

I'm a Sister (term for a woman member of our church) in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.